Andre Nickatina - Ho'lat Lyrics
[Verse 1: Andre Nickatina]Shoot you like a free throw, don’t be no heroTurnt into a zero, I’m hard to find like NemoPour wine on you like Nino, to the formatWalk on you like a doormat,I made a bet, did they score that?Man money I fold that, dice I roll thatTell a freak to HO’LATOh you decided, money you gon’ hide itAnd not divide it, never split the pieAnd then you’re gonna lie and straight deny it?Hell's where your souls at, freak you’s a polecatAnd I’ma let you know that, and you can’t control thatStraight expose that, until you HO’LATStraight to the abyss, with a death wishPasta and fish, and cannabis, and a bucket listThat’s bucket list, and stuck in this, like a Stucky FishAnd you know that, snap quick like a KodakHomie where is that dro at? Yea you need to roll thatIt's time to blow that Fillmoe, HO’LAT[Verse 2: Krazyie Bone]Every time I come through, I sit her down what you wan' do?Knockout a nigga with the 1, 2/ I don’t need a gun dudeAnd tryna run up was a dumb move, you niggas broke the number 1 ruleNow I gotta show that, lil nigga where the doe atYou gotta reap what you sow jack, homie now you know thatAin't no thang to throw a couple of blows and tellem HO’LATYou niggas dealin with a monster, get in ya veins like ganjaI been (raised??) like a doctor, crooked like a copperBomb like Osama, Bin Laden dramaAnd you don’t really want that, the flow clean pullin' kojaxDope fiends call it cold crack, sippin on the (bozac?)Tell ya girl to come here so I can see if she a HO’LATIf not back up off me unless (she tryna boss me)?Wake em up like caffeine and coffeeYou're gonna need an army to disarm me'Cus Im never ever heated softly, I keep a fo' fo' gatBodies on it call it throw back, Made nigga killin mo' rapsI'm the typa man (???) toss you a hand grenade and say here (??) HO’LAT[Verse 3: Andre Nickatina]Being caught up in the aftermath, is like a Magic Johnson passBlack bag fulla filthy cash,Now you flip the Steve Nash, how long will that last'cus time goes real fast.Gonna think you stole that, then you resold thatHad to get that dough back,Now its time to show that, quick control that,Word life HOLD THATThis is a film mix, like Stanley Kubrik,Nothing to fool with, get ya poolstickHit the Que ball, floss my white wall,My rise and my fall,I know you know that, Fillmoe don’t hold backSan Francisco that,Now where’s the hope at where’s the dope at, Homeboy HO’LAT.[Verses 4: Krayzie Bone]Don’t gimme that shit, you niggas want a little bit of that fixYou know the Krayzie (gassin?) really got hitsYou gotta be really swift if you really wanna catch my drift(Then I come with a slow rap??) peace love hate mo rapWhen I spit it on a dope trackEverybody clone that, and get to thinking that they own that, they better HO’LATTell em all look, real, recognize realRecognize steal and I recon you liveJust with the skills, you can be killedEspecially when they tryna short stop my (meals/ mills)??? niggas where the dope at, give it to me let me roll thatBlaze up, lemme smoke thatAnd im toked, and im loaded, inhale through the throat, HOL’AT
